Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Lilith’s Unseen Side II (R-18)

Lilith’s hand moved down to Liam’s belt, her fingers tugging at it with a mix of urgency and determination.

Her golden eyes didn’t waver as she worked, focused and a little breathless.

He barely had time to process it before she yanked the belt free and tossed it aside with a metallic clink.

Then her voice came, breathy but firm:

“Take me to my room… I’m not losing my virginity on a fucking stool.”

Liam chuckled low in his throat, pure adoration flashing through his eyes.

“As you wish, princess.”

In one smooth movement, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up effortlessly.

Lilith instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, her bare chest pressing against him—soft, perfect, her hardened nipples brushing his skin like sparks setting fire to his nerves.

He could feel the rapid thud of her heart against his own as he carried her through the penthouse, pushing open her bedroom door with his foot.

Once inside, he kicked the door closed and locked it behind him with a satisfying click.

There would be no interruptions. Not tonight.

Walking to the bed, he finally laid her down carefully on the soft sheets, as if she was something precious.

Liam stood there for a second, just looking at her sprawled there—the wild, dangerous Lilith—now looking up at him with parted lips, her hair a beautiful mess, her eyes filled with need.

He didn’t waste another second.

Lowering himself over her, he bent down and captured one of her breasts with his mouth, sucking deeply, drawing a sharp gasp from Lilith’s lips.

“Aahh~…!” she moaned, her back arching instinctively under him.

Her skin was like silk against his tongue, impossibly smooth and tasting faintly sweet—like vanilla and something darker underneath.

He swirled his tongue around her hardened nipple, teasing it, then gently tugging it with his lips, feeling her squirm under him.

“Mmmh… Liam…” she whimpered, one of her hands flying to his hair, grabbing a handful as she pushed him closer.

He smiled against her skin, moving to her other breast, giving it the same attention—sucking harder this time, making her cry out again,

“Ahhh~! God…!”

The sounds she made were pure music to him—raw, desperate, beautiful.

Her scent filled his senses now, thicker, sweeter—a heady mix of her arousal and her natural scent, and it made Liam’s self-control slip even more.

Once he was satisfied, he let his mouth trail kisses down her stomach, slow and purposeful, until he reached the waistband of her jeans.

His hand slid under, feeling the damp heat radiating from her.

He found her panties—and they were soaked.

Liam froze for a second, stunned.

She’s been holding this back for years…

All this time, all this fire, all this frustration… and she gave it to me.

But thoughts were for later.

Action was now.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, Liam pressed his hand firmly against her center, rubbing slow circles through the soaked fabric.

Lilith’s entire body jolted.

“Aaahh~! Liam…!” she moaned loudly, her hips bucking up against his hand instinctively.

“You’re so wet already,” he murmured against her skin, his voice rough, almost amazed.

“Sh-shut up…” Lilith panted, her face flushed beautifully as she bit her bottom lip.

Liam only chuckled lowly, sliding his hand inside now—fingers slipping under the waistband, meeting the wet heat directly.

The moment he touched her bare slit, Lilith cried out,

“Ahhh!~ Fuck…!”

She was so warm, so soaked, so perfect that Liam felt himself throbbing painfully just from touching her.

Slowly, he slipped a finger inside her—

Lilith clutched the bedsheets tightly, her knuckles turning white.

“Nnnhh~! Liam… more…!” she gasped, her legs spreading wider on instinct, offering herself up to him.

He didn’t make her beg.

Sliding in another finger, he moved inside her carefully, curling them slightly.

Lilith’s body responded immediately—trembling, arching, as broken moans poured from her lips.

“Ahhh~! Aahh!~ Haaahh…!”

Again and again, she moaned his name, helpless against the pleasure building inside her.

The sound of her wetness filled the room now, lewd and erotic, mixed with the sounds of her desperate cries.

Satisfied, Liam finally leaned up, grabbing the waistband of her jeans and panties.

With one swift, smooth motion, he pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside.

What was revealed to him made him stop breathing for a second.

Lilith’s pussy was utterly perfect—

Smooth, flawlessly shaved, her folds delicate and pink, glistening wet under the soft light.

The sight alone made Liam gulp, his throat dry.

“Fuck…” he whispered under his breath, almost reverently.

She was beautiful everywhere—but here, like this… she was a fantasy come to life.

Lilith lay there, flushed, panting, her golden eyes half-lidded as she stared at him—wild, proud, and so damn perfect.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached down and removed his trousers, sliding them off with a casual grace.

His boxers soon followed, and when they dropped, Lilith’s golden eyes widened instantly.

Her gaze locked onto his cock—hard, thick, veined, and standing proudly.

A faint blush crept up her neck to her cheeks, and for a moment she just stared, almost forgetting to breathe.

She had never been with a man before, but even she knew what was considered normal…

And Liam was anything but.

How the hell is that supposed to fit inside me…?

The thought flashed across her mind before Liam’s hands slid over her thighs, spreading them wider, pulling her attention back to him.

Liam climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs, his hard length brushing lightly against her soaked entrance.

Before he could push in, Lilith’s hand shot out, grabbing his arm.

Her voice came out in a breathy, urgent whisper,

“Liam…”

He froze immediately, concern flashing across his face.

“What is it?”

Lilith bit her bottom lip, her eyes locked on his.

“…Be easy,” she breathed out, almost shyly.

Liam’s heart clenched at the way she said it, at how vulnerable she looked in that moment.

He leaned down, brushing his lips gently against her forehead.

“I will,” he promised, voice low and reverent.

“I’ll be careful with you.”

Slowly, he reached down, guiding himself to her entrance, feeling her warmth envelop the tip of his cock.

Lilith tensed slightly under him, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Liam pressed a soft kiss to her lips, murmuring against them,

“Relax… Trust me.”

Taking a deep breath, Lilith nodded slightly, loosening her grip just a bit.

Carefully, Liam pushed forward, just the tip at first—

Lilith gasped sharply, her body instinctively tensing again at the unfamiliar, stretching sensation.

“Hhhnngh~…!” she whimpered, eyes squeezing shut.

He paused immediately, staying still, giving her time to adjust.

His hands ran soothingly along her sides, grounding her, comforting her.

“You’re doing so good, Lilith…” he whispered against her ear, his voice a deep, sensual purr.

Slowly, inch by agonizing inch, he pushed further into her tight, virgin walls—

She was so tight, so impossibly warm, that Liam had to grit his teeth to keep from losing control.

Lilith moaned softly, her fingers digging into his arms,

“Aahh~… i-it’s so… big…” she breathed out, trembling.

he soothed her, pressing soft kisses along her jawline.

And then—

A sudden resistance.

He knew what it was.

Locking his eyes with hers, he whispered,

“Just hold onto me.”

With a slow, firm thrust, he pushed past her barrier.

Lilith cried out, a mixture of pain and shock,

“Ahhhhnn~! Liam!”

He stayed perfectly still, letting her adjust, his heart pounding against hers.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall.

Instead, she held onto him tighter, breathing hard.

“It’s okay… It’s okay, Lilith…” he whispered over and over, his hands stroking her hair, her waist, anything to soothe her.

Minutes passed with Liam holding himself deep inside her, refusing to move until she gave him the slightest sign.

Finally, Lilith shifted her hips a little, her breathing steadier now.

“You can move…” she whispered against his neck, her voice shaky but determined.

Liam kissed her softly again, then slowly pulled his hips back—

And just as slowly, he pushed back in.

Lilith gasped, a high, sweet sound leaving her lips,

“Aahh~…!”

He moved with almost torturous slowness, making sure she felt every inch of him without overwhelming her.

The feeling was indescribable—tight, warm, wet—her body clenching around him in a way that made Liam nearly lose his mind.

Lilith’s moans filled the room as he set a slow rhythm, each thrust gentle but deep.

“Mmhhn~…! Liam… Liam…” she whimpered repeatedly, her hands clutching his back.

“You feel… so good,” Liam groaned into her ear, his voice thick with pleasure.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, like they were made for each other.

Every time he pushed in, Lilith’s walls squeezed him, sending shudders down his spine.

Every time he pulled out, she moaned helplessly, her hips trying to follow him instinctively.

“Ahh~… Hhhn~…! God…” Lilith gasped, her body starting to relax more now, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist.

Liam kept moving slowly, deeply, savoring every second.

The smell of her—sweet, intoxicating—and the feel of her, tight and wet around him, was driving him crazy in the best way.

Lilith tilted her head back, exposing her throat to him, and Liam took the invitation, placing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her skin.

“You’re incredible…” he breathed against her, his voice strained with how much he was holding back.

Lilith whimpered again, her hips lifting up to meet his thrusts without her even thinking about it.

“Nnnhh~…! Liam…! Don’t stop…” she begged, her voice a broken, desperate thing.

“I won’t…” he said, kissing her again, feeling her tremble against him.

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